Nowadays, however, she seemed to have entirely changed.

Her love for him was just the same--that he knew; it was her unusual manner, so full of fear and vague apprehension, which caused him so many hours of grave reflection.
With her woman's cleverness, she succeeded in changing the topic of conversation, and presently they rose to join his mother at the tea-table in the drawing-room.
Half-an-hour later, while they were idling in the hall together, she suddenly exclaimed, "Walter, you're great on Scottish history, so I want some information from you.

I'm studying the legends and traditions of our place, Glencardine.

What do you happen to know about them ?" "Well," he laughed, "there are dozens of weird tales about the old castle.

I remember reading quite a lot of extraordinary stories in some book or other about three years ago.